its been a while since last i thought
of that scraggly man on the park bench
huddled under the new york times
that i threw in the garbage yesterday
but i bet you a nickel hes thought of me
This entry was posted on 16 February 2009 - Monday at 7:07 pm and is filed under Everyday Life, People, Poetry, Posted by g mcclure, Society, Things . You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.
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